One Piece: Surrounded at Marineford? Just kidding!

Chapter 426: 1 Controls 5!

Im burst out of the deep pit.

There's no time to look back.

They didn't dare to stop.

He didn't even glance at Chen Ye.

Im dragged Satan Saint's body, which was already ravaged beyond repair, and tore a black gash in the air.

Target: Western side of the battlefield.

There, the four old men were already at their last gasp.

Volcholl Saint's boar form could barely stand. The tornadoes were like countless steel blades, scraping countless white marks on his bristles. One of his tusks broke off, and blood mixed with saliva dripped from the hole.

Mazsan's monstrous bird fared even worse. It flew erratically through the sky, dodging Shanks's blade. Griffin had shaved off the feathers of its wings, revealing bloodied white skin. Each flap of its wings brought a shower of blood.

Nasujuro's Bone Horse is lame. Zoro slashed its left foreleg, leaving a gash that exposed the bone, from which black blood gushed.

Peter Saint's earthworm was the most pathetic. He was beaten by Zephyr and Aokiji in the ruins, his body covered in frostbite marks, like a dead snake nailed to a chopping board.

Although the four of them had significantly improved their combat power after being strengthened by Im, there were simply too many people on Dragon's side!

A black meteor crashed down.

Im, driving the Satan Saint's body, precisely crashed into the battle circle of the four old men.

"boom!"

The moment the foot lands.

A shockwave of divine power, dark black to purple, exploded.

Too fast.

It was so sudden.

Too close.

The power is too great.

Everyone was stunned.

Whitebeard reacts the fastest.

One-tenth of a second before the black light exploded, he smelled the scent of death.

The naginata lay in front of him.

Armament Haki filled his feet.

"Bang!"

The shockwave struck the blade shaft.

The white-bearded man groaned. His feet dug deep furrows dozens of meters long in the ground, the soles of his shoes worn through, his skin and flesh rubbing against the gravel, covered in blood and foam. His tiger's mouth burst open, blood flowing down his wrists, but his mountain-like body did not fall.

Shanks wasn't so lucky.

He was in mid-air with nowhere to grab onto.

The shockwave hit his face, and he could only brace himself against the Griffin blade. The blade was coated with the thickest, two-tone Haki.

"Bang!"

He was sent flying by the slap.

It flew over a hundred meters.

It crashed into and collapsed a research tower.

When he sat up from the pile of bricks, Griffin's domineering aura was cracked.

The dragon's tornado was torn to shreds.

He fell out of the wind, kneeling on one knee, his hand supporting him, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. His green cloak was riddled with charred holes.

The battlefield has been cleared.

Within a few hundred meters, only the Five Elders remained.

Imkai's Satan Saint stood in the middle.

She turned around.

Satan Saint's crimson Rinnegan swept over his four companions.

Sacred Vochuli poked out half a pig's head, his voice trembling: "Lord Iim? What's wrong?"

"Shut up."

Two words.

Like an ice cube.

The voice came from Satan's mouth, but it carried the accent of Im, distorted and eerie.

"I don't have time for nonsense."

Im raised his hand.

Spread your ten fingers.

Two fingernails were missing, revealing the flesh beneath. Yet, on these tattered fingertips, ten black spiritual threads lit up.

Two sticks, aimed at an old guy.

"From now on, I will take control of your bodies."

Sacred Vochuli's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints.

Mazsaint's beak opened, but he couldn't make a sound.

Nassuro Sei's horse pawed at the ground restlessly.

Peter Saint's earthworm body was curled up into a ball.

They have no right to resist.

Im didn't give them time.

Clench all ten fingers together.

"Whoosh!"

Ten black lines shot out.

So fast you can't see it.

Two needles pierced the forehead of Saint Vocuri.

The wild boar's body jerked violently. Its muscles tensed, then collapsed. Its tusks struck the ground with a "crack."

The eyes are empty.

The next second, the crimson Rinnegan lit up.

Two needles pierced Mazsa's brow.

The strange bird flapped its wings twice in the sky, let out a miserable cry, and its wings stiffened.

The wings unfolded again.

The movements were stiff. The angles were so precise, it was as if they had been measured with a ruler.

His eyes were also filled with black, cyclical ripples.

Nassuro Sei let out a mournful cry.

The skeletal horse stood rooted to the spot, its head raised, and two red lights shone in its eye sockets.

Peter Saint reacted the most strongly.

The giant earthworm writhed wildly, swirling up a pile of stones, and then it died.

It's like my soul has been taken away.

Scarlet spots of light appeared on both sides of the head.

Five bodies.

Satan Saint.

Sacred Vochuli.

Maz Saint.

Nassou Sei.

Peter Saint.

At the same time, look up.

All ten eyes belong to the same pair of scarlet Rinnegan.

They blink at the same frequency.

They are already Im's hands and feet.

Five murderous puppets.

A killing machine driven by will.

"boom!"

Five bodies take the same step.

The same foot.

Same angle.

The same landing point.

Pig's trotters, bird's claws, horse's hooves, earthworm heads, and human legs.

Five types of feet create one drumbeat.

The earth was shaking.

That kick was heavier than a giant's stomp.

Five streams of black energy rose up.

They intertwined and merged in the air.

It turned into a dark cloud that blotted out the sky.

A thunderous roar echoed from within the dark clouds.

Before Whitebeard and the others could even get their bearings.

The attack begins.

Five bodies moved.

Satan spewed out poisonous mist, corroding metals and causing smoke to rise from the ground.

Sacred Vochuli rampaged through everything in his path, turning everything in his way into mere scraps of paper.

Mazsan swooped down, flapping his wings, and his sonic attack hit his head and internal organs.

Nasujiro stomped the ground, each step carrying a soul-shattering black light.

Peter Saint burrowed underground and launched a sneak attack from below.

Five types of attacks.

Five directions.

At the same time.

This is a three-dimensional strangulation net.

"what!"

Screams erupted.

A group of sailors carrying wounded soldiers away from the battlefield were thrown dozens of meters by the impact.

Even the Seraphim were attacked indiscriminately.

In the distance, at the edge of the deep pit.

Chen Ye squinted.

He tapped his fingers twice on his arm.

"Tap, tap."

Stopped.

He turned his head and said something to Roger and Rocks.

Roger paused for a moment, then grinned and ran away.

Rocks didn't laugh.

The person simply blended into the shadow and disappeared.

Chen Ye didn't move.

He remained where he was, arms crossed, watching the show.

Watch as Im "controls five" and turns the battlefield into a complete mess.

He is waiting.

Because Chen Ye sensed that someone who had once again successfully cheated was about to return.